My boozy father would offer me a sip of his whiskey but I didn't like the alcoholic taste and the burn on the way down. I have never used alcohol since. I was about 8, now 65. In fact, Trump is my hero because he doesn't smoke, drink, or use narcotics.

The only tweet I read was when he tried to start world war 3. I think most politicians are nuts, in the UK most people think they are, we don't expect them to be competent anymore. Remember the High Profile paedophile ring in the UK? I don't think that was ever conducted fully, and the names of those high up never disclosed, so what do you do when your government protects paedophiles because of their profile?

We had watered down beer and wine when we were little at Sunday dinners...always with our parents very ,much like the French , Italians and Greeks do still to this day....As we got older it had less and less water in it...There are no drunks or druggies in our family ...No one smokes or has even tried to my knowledge...

Yes ,I use to drink when in my teens...I never ever got drunk or put myself at risk though..

Yes. The first, a glass of wine, was given to me by my father when I was nine. He told me to "drink it like medicine."

Later, after Dad had died when I was 14, Mum encouraged me to have a half glass of wine with a meal whenever we went out to a restaurant, and to sip it very slowly while eating and conversing. It was her intention to try to teach me how to handle alcohol in situations at teenage parties.

She needn't have worried.

I was so turned off by the effects of her's and Dad's alcoholism that I was never at risk of drinking too much.

Yeah, I did. A few times I'd get so drunk that I'd have a hangover the next morning. One time when I was 17, I remember my dad asking me the next morning after a nasty hangover if I'd go out drinking the next weekend like I usually did, I don't think he was happy when I told him yes.

My first drink of wine was when I was six years old. My grandpa was from Rome and had made a batch of his special wine. Everyone at the Christmas table had a glass of wine in front of them. I didn't want to even taste it but my Mother told me I had to or grandpa would feel bad. So of course I took a sip and hated it! From that point it was available at family dinners but still didn't like it. lol.